Press and daily Dakotaian. (Yankton, Dakota Territory [S.D.]) 1880-1889, 1887-11-09
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WHO KILLED CUSTER.

Rain-in the scaee Again T'elis the Story
OF the Maasscret IL Which The Gallant
custer and fAts Comrades PerIshed.
Frank W.lSeuuu, Id q letter GO the New
York Times, gives q fen additional facts
relative to the death Of Gan. Custer.
de says: White the wretch from Kansas
Jity Was talking a tall, slender calvary
ulcer entered the smoking room. He
mckee q pipe, and rs he smoked. he
salked OK the western country, of ser vice
on the plains, OF the Isolation OF frontier
military life, aud of ludian fighting,
which he frankly said he dreaded. This
uficer had served during several Indian
oampaigns, and he knew Gen. Custer
when he wss give. He also knew som
OF the Indians who took pert In the bat
tie in which Custer war killed.
Tina cavalry officer said: sThere was
and is Q Sioux chief named Rain-in-the-
Face. He is q courageous, intelligent
man. A year, OF maybe two, before
Gen. Clusters last and moAt disastrous
campaign, Rain.in-the-F Face was Fri ,ndly.
and his people we're friendly, One DAY
Gen. Clusters brother had q dispute with
the Sioux chief, and during it he lost his
temper and struck ths Indian with his
clenched hand. The Indians eyes be-
came fiery with rage. He turned and
walked to his house, He mounted and
rode across the prairie toward his camp.
The next day that tribe of friendly Sioux
had disappeared, Our Indian scouts
trailed them and learned that they had
gone to Join Sitting Bull We heard no
more OF Rsin-ln-the-k Face until after
Clusters death. We knew that he and
his warriors had taken part in that battle,
but We knew no more. One day Rain
iB-the Face and his tribe surrendered.
Virtually they we're prisoners OF war.
Alter he had been in camp for q few
weeks he sent me word that he wanted
to talk to me. / can talk Sioux ard he
knew it. / sent him word that | would
talk to him that night. Shortly after
dark he, accompanied by another Indian,
staiked into my tent, He sat down and
looked at me for o few minutes, and
then said: Il am very lame Che had
been badly wounded in one OF his legs).
My heart is sick. l am anxious about
my people. You do not lie. Tell me
whatis to be done to my people?
I suggested that / send for an interpre-
teri His dark eyes blazed with anger,
He ssid he wonld not talk through an
interpreter, tibet all Interpreters were
liars, that they always interpreted falsely
and that they told lying stores relative
to the talk held around the camp, and
he added earnestly that L must talk even
IT / did not perfectly understand the
Sioux tongue. directly to him or he
would not talk at all. So / talked for
an hour. told him precisely what the
government was gong to do with his
people, cad he seemed to be satisfied
wish the disposition that was to be made
of him. He laughed, and was apparent
ly IN high good humor. Suddenly /
turned On BIN and asked. who killed
Gen. Custer?' He dropped his head till
his chin TASTED on his breast and looked
eoyertly at me, and then replied in an
embarrassed manner, Il don't know A
few minutes after he arose and left my
tent. Frequently after that evening
Rain-in-ths- Face came to my tent to talk.
| respected the Indian. He was q
skiilful soldier, and he was co1rage-
GUS. One night, after ne had be-
come convinced that the slaye of Custer
was not going TO be punished, he volun-
teered TO tell me about the battle. He
said the Indians had about 5000 war
riers in the field, that Custer was out
generated and ont-fonght, and that
Custer received seven wounds, any one
of which would have been mortal, and
that he, Rain-in-the-F Face, shot OF him
at close range and probably his him;
.bnt,' said he, as his eyes lighted with fire
and bis face hardened, Il killed the
brother of the long haired chief; I killed
the man who struck me with his tist and
l ate his heart. And, said the cavalry
officer. 81 Judge R%ain-in-the, Face spoke
trnshfully. At any rate [ never knew
him to lie. He wiped ont the insult Gen.
Cutters brother had put upon him by
killing him in q battle and eating q por-
ton Of his heart" The officer ceased
Co talk. We sat in silence for q few
minutes thinking of the battle Of the
Rosebud, and then as il was late, we one
by one left the smoking room to go to
bed and to sleep to dream of Rain-in-the
Face and OF his revenge.
SO talk the men who frequent the
|smoking rooms OF Pullman's cars.
For lame hack. slQe or chest. use